What road did i turn down that lead to this?
i wonder what had truly happened
the years that past, that left us behind
if i had the hands of time i would rewind
i cant change who you are
i cant erase all those scars
but did you have to mark me to?
the past of pasts it runs through and through
to break the cycle, break who you are
before your sense have ran to far
there worn out and stretched thin
so where do we truly begin?
they say to help, help yourself
you dont want it, u like the hand thats dealt
one mans pain is another mans pleasure
you hold it close like its […]